Poems from QuentenHoward
Love is used to fast
Love is made to smooth
Is love really there?
Do we even care
Love is for the only
Love is for the one
Passion goes...
Tic Toc…
The time passing us bye and bye
Don’t know what to do should I even bother to try
Tic Toc…
Here we go again another day I spend...
Back when we were close
You were the one I loved most
My last night it seemed true
I was weak a very blue
I looked in your face and seen...
This isn’t fair
How much I care
All I can do is stop and stare
I want to sit you down in a small chair
Just to show you how much I care...
I’m Tired
Tired of being told I can’t do something
Tired of being told I’m too slow
Tired of being told I’m too small
Tired of being told...